There is a gift in your office! It's a Tiny Tarn in a jar! He does not seemed pleased with the predicament.
Squint. He rubbed his optics, just to make sure there wasn't answer sort of dust in them, or a film of something he didn't quite get washed out, glanced around, and then squinted at the jar, again. ...bit cruel, to leave a small mechanism in a jar like that.
"Here," he murmured, unscrewing the jar and gently tipping it to the side so that the.. the small 'Tarn' fell into his palm.
"Better?"







